The biggest flaw of the 'heavenly version of the T virus' developed by Lin Ming is that it can only be transmitted through blood, and to some extent, it is like AIDS, and it has great limitations in transmission.

However, this is already the limit of what Lin Ming can do, after all, the T virus or something is a black technology that cannot be achieved in this world, and it is largely thanks to the 'Law of Heaven' to be able to make a rough deterioration product.

The 'Law of Heaven', which had forced Lin Ming to the point of almost desperation a day and a half ago, has now become Lin Ming's accomplice.

The world is impermanent......

Walking in the dark prison, talking and laughing with the cell boss with a smiling face, such a sentence appeared in Lin Ming's mind inexplicably.

In the cell, the prisoners sat in the corner of the cell, staring blankly at the group of guys who came in from the outside.

They were all shackled, and the heavy shackles made them staggering even to move.

So he stopped moving, and sat quietly, like a dead dog. If it weren't for the fact that they were still breathing air, it would have been really hard to distinguish them from the dead.

For the living beings, they no longer have the meaning of existence, and this meaning has long been cursed by themselves, and they want to end it as soon as possible.

That's right, they prefer the end to the 'eternal life' prescribed by the 'laws of heaven'.

It's just that, no matter what they prayed, the heavenly Father who was high never answered them, they could not commit suicide, and they were bound both physically and mentally.

"If you commit suicide, you will go to hell and be scorched by endless fire. Compared to hell, this prison is already heaven. ”

They had already been told, and they had seen the horrors of hell, so they gave in.

All they can do is endure the suffering, indulge in it, and let their souls slowly suppurate and decay along with the wounds on their bodies.

It was filled with the rotten aura emanating from Brother Cong's body, like a huge tomb.

However, for Linming, this place deserves the title of 'paradise' more than the outside.

Oh, but there are a few minor changes before we can make this a 'paradise'.

"Denis, it's been a long time since I've seen your whipping, I wonder if you've regressed?" said Hemis, or rather Linming, who had the appearance of Hemis, to the cell boss who brought him in, "Looking at the eyes of these prisoners, it seems that there is a lot less respect than last time." ”

Terrible words, this is by no means a person's words, and perhaps only a 'tool' like Lin Ming, who is itself lacking in emotion, can say such terrible words so smoothly.

Human life is just a number for Lin Ming, after all, every one of his secret techniques is basically based on the cost of others or his own soul.

"Hey, it's true, I haven't played much lately, so it looks like it's time for class. ”

Jennis, chuckling quietly, his gaze swept across the cells on either side of the aisle, and every prisoner he was swept by his gaze couldn't help but tremble.

"Little ones, get all the teaching aids ready! Today we are going to prepare a hundred seats!"

Janis laughed loudly, seemingly pleased with the prisoners' reactions.

"Yes!"

The jailers, who had received the order, saluted the two men standing at the front of the line and dispersed.

They have only a pair of wings on their backs, which is indistinguishable from that of a prisoner in a cage.

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Trying hard to drive his soul to exert the greatest strength, Uncle Ma, who knew that time was short, tried his best to rush through the sea of ghosts.

The misty green dots of light disrupted his vision, and the deeper he went into the interior of the Sea of Ghosts, the denser the dots of light became, and in the end, Uncle Ma had almost no way out.

Until......

"Poof!poof!"

Just when Uncle Ma wanted to give up and turn back, he saw a 'big guy'.

It was a special spot of light, and it was very different from its counterparts, both in terms of color and size.

First of all, it is huge, almost ten times larger than an ordinary spot of light in terms of volume.

Secondly, its color is much darker than ordinary light spots, it is dark green and looks a lot like the fruit of some kind of plant.

Finally, and most importantly......

This cargo is rampaging in the sea of ghosts, and it doesn't pay attention to the traffic rules at all!

It was constantly colliding with the wraiths in its path, and the normal wraiths were clearly unable to stop the giant.

All the ghosts who dare to stop in its path are like blocking the car with their mantis arms, and those who are lucky are only knocked away, and those who are unlucky are directly annihilated.

This is the first time Uncle Ma has seen a ghost capable of killing...... Oh, I should say it killed the ghost.

"This guy must have been a great power when he was alive. ”

Uncle Ma immediately had his own judgment, and then he made a bold decision.

"Drink!"

He writhed his ghostly body as hard as he could, and at the same time departed several soul powers from his soul, throwing them like a lasso at the giant that was passing by his side.

This move is really dangerous, and for Uncle Ma, the 'soul power' is not so easy to recover. It's just that if these soul powers are lost, if you want to cultivate them back, I'm afraid there is no hope for every three years and five years.

However, this risk was something Uncle Ma had to take.

He only had one chance, and if he returned empty-handed this time, it would be much harder to get in next time.

He is not from a big family, and he was able to come here this time completely because of the convenience of the journey, and when this convenience 'expires', when those big families intervene, Uncle Ma may not have the opportunity to step into here even one step.

He had not seen such things before, and he had long been accustomed to the arrogance of those families and sects.

So, from the very beginning, he entered with the idea of 'all-or-nothing'.

Therefore, even if the 'Big Mac' in front of him is ten times more arrogant, he will not hesitate to throw the "rope".

"Medium!"

Uncle Ma is definitely an expert in lassoes, and even in the state of being a ghost, his technique is still amazingly accurate.

The "rope" caught the Big Mac, and because of Uncle Ma's skillful force, the rope conjured up by the power of the soul was not bounced off.

The rope was quickly straightened, and the force coming back from it nearly broke it.

In the next second, Uncle Ma got on the express train.